I LOVE...

... MUSIC.

If you were to enter my Dad's truck in the late 80's early 90's, the radio would be playing Pink Floyd, Queen or KMOD. If you enter my Dad's truck today you will hear Pink Floyd or KMOD.

Around 1994, I got a Walkman CD Player along with Phil Collin's CD 'Both Sides.' I put the CD in, laid on the floor and took a nap with the song 'Everyday' on repeat.

When you walked into my Keystone House, there was a bench. It was an old bench that held my Mom's Father's, American Flag from his funeral, still folded. There was also pictures of my parents as youngsters in love, a dress I wore as a baby, our baby shoes and a bunch of photo albums. One thing for sure I loved about that bench was it's smell. The purpose of the bench was to collect everything you were holding when you walked through the front door. So it was in charge of my Mom's purse, our backpacks, papers and sports equipment.

Anyways, I came home one day from school. I was probably in middle school. I noticed by my Mom's purse were two CD's. "Mom, what are these?" I asked. "Oh I saw those at the store. I think they are really popular songs." One of the cd's said, DC Talk "Jesus Freak."

I'm not sure how my Mom discovered this music. She was always listening to Carol King, Paul Simon, Nat King Cole and the soundtrack to Dirty Dancing, not the kind of music she had purchased. I can't remember the second CD.

Needless to say, I'm a sucker for good music, especially good harmony and choirs filled with African American folk. Whew! That's good stuff.